Llamas with Hats Human AdaptedLlamas with Hats Human Adapted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Carl, there's a dead human in our house!"
My best friend-and roommate-Carl, was in the kitchen, doing the dishes, which was odd, because Carl never did the chores.
He shuffled over and poked the dead body with his foot. "Oh...hey...how did he get here?" Blood was pooling on the floor, from multiple stab wounds in the dead man's chest.
His lying tone was obvious. I stared at him, alarmed. "Carl, what did you DO?!"
He waved a hand nonchalantly. "Me? I didn't do this."
"Explain what happened, Carl!" I said angrily. These kinds of things seemed to happen whenever I went out...
"I've never seen him before in my life!" Carl protested.
"Why did you kill this person, Carl?!"
"I do not kill people. That is..." he couldn't help glancing back towards the kitchen. "That is my LEAST favorite thing to do."
I sighed. "Carl, tell me exactly what you were doing before I got home."
He frowned and shifted
RT King AU - BasicsRT King AU inspired by Mallius on TumblrRT King AU - Basics1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mad King Ryan blog following this AU: http://the-mad-vagabond.tumblr.com/
The Kingdom of Achievement City is ever-changing. The world is not what we would consider a world, rather a plane of dimension. What the Kingdom rules over is uncertain, but mortals cannot enter it. It can be seen as a Heaven, as the Nether is seen as Hell, but the Kingdom isn’t anything close to the peaceful and wonderful idea of Heaven. It is a place of turmoil and hardship, and certainly not for the faint of heart. While you can never truly die there, as you just simply return but with everything of your previous ‘life’ gone, you can still feel pain. It is a land of creation and destruction, and only a selected few can survive there. While the land has their Leaders, there must be a King to rule the Kingdom.
How a King is chosen is different to normal royal systems. Six have been chosen, each worthy and strong in their own way. Some migh
Proposal"Daddy, why aren't you and Papa married?"Proposal3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was a good question, wasn't it? One answer that popped in Tony's mind was that he never though about getting married. But well, he never thought he'd be living with Captain America or that he would adopt a child. A few years ago if someone said that one day there would be a small 6 year-old boy in his garage watching him work, Tony would laugh so hard he'd probably fall into a coma.
"I don't know, Peter."
"Do you want to marry him?"
Tony stopped to think. Did he want to marry Steve? He already woke up next to him every morning, they took Peter to school together, had meals together, cleaned the house together, told bedtime stories to Peter together. A formal marriage wasn't necessary. But 'needing' and 'wanting' were different things, and Peter asked Tony if he wanted to marry Steve.
"You know, I think I do."
"Why don't you ask him?" Of course Peter would ask that, because Peter was a child and when you're a child things are that si
+APH+ History of US-CA Part 5 ▬1867▬+APH+ History of US-CA Part 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
APH: A History of Canada US relationships --> PART 5
"A Al Alfr !"
"Shhhh, calm down"
"Al ... Ahhhhhhhh!"
"It's ok, shhhh"
Matthew covered his ears like a child would, trying to block out Arthur's screams. His eyes were a stormy purple colour, rounded with fear and confusion as he laid them upon the other man.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Arthur once more.
"Doctor please, make him stop!" pleaded Matthew
"I'm sorry Major Williams
Never Again :: StonyThe mansion was quiet. Too quiet. Steve would've sworn that he could've heard a pin drop. As it was, the only sound he could hear was the pounding of his own heart in his ears and his ragged breathing.Never Again :: Stony3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Stark mansion was never this quiet. There was always noise. Whether it was the radio cranked up as loud as it could go, or the sounds of Tony trying, and failing again, to make something in the kitchen, or the very loud bangs and crashes coming from his garage as he worked out a few new kinks in the armour. There was always noise of some kind.
Tony could not stand silence.
Silence meant rejection and it unnerved Tony. He hated it and always tried to fill it up in whatever way he could. He'd babble on and on about whatever new technological development he'd made or the weather whatever first popped into his head and he'd launch into a very long spiel about it.
Steve knew that and he understood and he put up with it, enjoyed it even. He thought it was endearing even if it did somewh
Five Times to Diei.Five Times to Die3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He was fourteen and had failed his school year. No one had chastised him, no one had lectured him, no one had told him he had great potential to do better. Just look at your room, Tony! You can do this! You just need to focus! No. There was no punishment, no negative consequences, but most importantly, there was no acknowledgement. He was no longer sure his father even knew his name.
It was planned and calculated, like most of Tony's work, and yet things kept going missing. He had snatched pills from his mother's medicine drawer, but one trip to the bathroom to prepare himself and they were no longer on his desk. He had alcohol from his father's liquor cabinet, but after a silent dinner and apologies from servants that his parents could not, yet again, make it to the meal, it was no longer on his bed.
Tony growled in frustration each time, but it did not deter him. On the third night of trying, he had whiskey in one hand and pills in the other, knowing they could not d
Encounter: Chapter 12"No. This can't be happening..."Encounter: Chapter 124 years ago in Drama More Like This
Desmond sat on the ground like a small child, his legs crossed with his head in his hands. "This doesn't be make any sense."
He felt a light touch on his shoulder and when he looked up he saw the piercing hazel eyes of the Italian assassin looking at him with mild concern. "Are you all right?"
"No, I'm good." It came out sounding like a question. Rising up steadily now, Desmond tried to regain his composure. This had to be one of the most undignified things he'd ever done--freaking out in front of a man like Ezio Auditore! And from what he'd seen in the Animus, Ezio was a pretty tough guy, but he was such a kind friend, brother, son, nephew, lover, that Desmond was sure that Ezio would understand. But poof, there went his first impression moment.
It was foolish of him to be thinking such things at the moment, and he felt silly. What was more important was the matter of Ezio, Altair, and the Animus that (perhaps, probably, most likely, definitely) brough
You're So Vain"No." Remus carried on reading his book. "I won't go."You're So Vain9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Go on, Rem. Please?" Sirius perched on the arm of the chair. His chair, really, but since Remus had moved in with him two months earlier it had become 'Rem's reading chair'. "It's a great bar, you'll really enjoy itů"
Remus lowered his book. "It's just going to be another one of those bars where the alcohol would kill an elephant. No thanks."
"Wrong! This place is upmarket. It has one of these weird Muggle thingies, a 'karrie and okie' thing."
Remus sighed, trying to avoid looking at Sirius' puppy dog eyes and pouting lips. "You'll just abandon me at the bar and go off to find someone. Why can't you Floo James to go with you?"
Sirius began to play with Remus' hair. "He won't go into those bars," he said distractedly.
"Ah. A gay bar. And I'm the only one mug enough to go with you."
"Remmie, it'll be fun. I'll tell the guys not to hit on you. What else are you going to do? Sit around at home reading another boring book?" Sirius snat
AC: Anglo-translationDesmond couldn't be sure, but he had the distinct impression that sometimes, just sometimes, Shaun didn't always say what he meant.AC: Anglo-translation4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He'd always put it down as Shaun being the delightful, British asshole he'd always been. But lately...
Shaun strode out into the courtyard, stretching out in the night air. Desmond smirked, appreciating the line his stretching form made, until the ever-creepy Doctor Who Theme tune rang out noisily from his back pocket. Desmond grimaced as he cut the tone short, answering with a curt "Hello?"
Whoever was on the other end was stupid enough to make Shaun rub at his forehead in exasperation. "Well, that's a very brave proposal, but I would suggest you head south."
Obviously they didn't like that idea. Shaun rolled his eyes. "Yes. South. Away from the Templar watched boundries. Hm...very interesting, but I think I can arrange something with Erudito." He groaned, and shrugged helplessly. "Oh, I'll bear that in mind. Of course it's my fault, I didn't double check
Holiday Fail"So Iggy, what are you doing up here in my bro's country?" America asked, slurping the drink he had bought from McDonald's loudly. The Brit next to him twitched in response to his irritating nick name, but tried to hold his tongue. Today was a day to celebrate after all, even if he did have to deal with this annoying American brat.Holiday Fail4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You should really pay more attention to your brother." He scolded, in a gentlemanly tone of course. "You'd think that after living next to him for all your life that you'd be able to learn his holidays. He's managed to learn all of yours."
America blinked in response, tilting his head to the side. "Mattie has a holiday today? Since when?"
England pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to push down the urge to yell at the git next to him. "Yes he has a holiday today, you wanker! Victoria Day!" America stared at him blankly. "You know, the Queen's birthday..."He continued to stare at the ex-empire blankly. "You damn bloody wanker! Today's the birthday of the
Encounter: Chapter 4It had been 9 days since Altaïr had been admitted into the hospital. The first 7 days were in the Intensive Care unit. Days of waiting... worry... unknowing... Since in the IC, visitors were not allowed to stay. They could come and go and certain hours but were not able to stay in the room with him for the night. So Desmond and Lucy lived in the hotel a few blocks away from the hospital for a week. Everyday visits were made to Altaïr, but all this time he was unconscious. Maybe it was a coma; the doctors didn't know. Lucy thought it was an effect from the Animus as this was different from other coma states.Encounter: Chapter 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Than on the 8th day, Altaïr was moved to the normal wards, as the doctors declared him healing quite well from his many wounds. Much to Desmond's and Lucy's relief. But Altaïr was still not awake, which troubled the couple and confused the doctors. There was no telling when he would wake up from this... nothingness.
When Altaïr changed units, Desmond and Luc
Things I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons1) No using the flaming battle axe as an emergency skilletThings I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2) No dual-wielding two-handed weapons, even if I figure out how to within the rules.
3) Hengeyokai are not for making catgirls and bunny girls.
-a. And I am not allowed to fill a mansion with either or both.
4) Not allowed to use Warforged as cannon fodder with the justification "We can rebuild him!"
5) Just because I can, doesn't mean I should take Arcane Admixture so many times that Magic Missile deals nearly every damage type possible
6) My Warlock can have an Infernal Pact. He cannot be Legion and speak in the third person collective.
-a. Nor can the Warforged.
7) My Warlock will not describe his pact as having made a demon/devil/evil star/fairy/vestige his bitch.
8) If we encounter a female fox hengeyokai with a high charisma, I will refer to her by name and not constantly call her the foxy lady.
9) Zeppelins do not exist in Forgotten Realms. I am not allowed to build one from canvas and fire elementals.
-a. And if I did,
Random: Avengers In The Chatroom 4Tony has joined.Random: Avengers In The Chatroom 43 years ago in Humor More Like This
Natasha: *Sigh* What?
Thor: What is it?
Steve: Yeah Stark?
Clint: What's up?
Loki: Oh God.
Tony: Come to the park. I have a little surprise for you ;D
Bruce: What park?
Tony: There's only one park smart one.
Natasha: What kind of surprise?
Tony: It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you. But you might want to bring some ear plugs
if your ears are sensitive.
Clint: How are you talking to use on the computer if you're at the park?
Tony: I'm not at the park. I'm taking my Iron Man suit.
Natasha: That's your excuse for everything, huh?
Tony: Maybe. Just come!
Loki: This is going to end badly.
~At the park on texts (Tony is in his suit)~
Tony: Ta da!
Natasha: Fireworks? Really? Fireworks?
Tony: What? Fireworks are fun! And think about Thor and Loki.
Loki: Do not think about me.
Tony: They've never seen fireworks before.
Thor: What are 'fireworks?'
Loki: I don't think I want to know.
Tony: Too bad. Let's start em up!
The Little Danish Mermaid "I WISH I COULD BE... PART OF THAT... WOOOOOOOORLD"The Little Danish Mermaid4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There once was a mermaid Prince, by the name of Denmark, and he found this fantastic world...
as boring as fuck.
The young merman cringed, and tried to turn away. Denmark patted him on the shoulder with a grin.
"What do you know about humans?"
"Humans?" he asked lightly in question. "I have no clue what you're talking about."
"Don't kid around man, I know you know." Denmark gestured to their tails, slightly identical in the pattern. "They have those things... legs and feet." Denmark's tail consisted of red scales, with white scales creating a cross on his right (your left) side. The horizontal stripe of white scales completely circled his tail until they met on the other side while the vertical stripe runs from waist to fin.
Iceland rolled his eyes. "I do not know much about humans at all, let alone your 'legs and feet' nonsense." his tail was very much the same, minus the majority of the scales were blu
1. After the Game - GLaDOSShe lied. Again.1. After the Game - GLaDOS4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
And this time, she was almost sorry.
She did not delete Caroline. The truth is, she couldn't. But what would one more little lie do?
Or she hoped. There was a very small chance Chell had any connection to Caroline in any way, and a much smaller chance that it would affect anyone's life if they thought Caroline was alive or dead.
Maybe her parents. Her sister.
But nothing that could change the world.
Plus, Chell cannot talk. So that's just perfect.
She was a fraction from being positive that lying would do absolutely nothing.
This small discrepancy made her want to test.
It was good to be back, even if her Enrichment Center has been indefinitely scarred beyond repair; mechanically, digitally, and physically.
Her 'body' felt used, dirty, like she desperately needed a shower.
But that was the fresh potato coming back to haunt her.
Being Caroline taught her many valuable lessons.
Life isn't all about testing. Doing sc
Encounter: Chapter 10Ezio heard the footsteps pounding behind him and the angry voices shouting death threats. Shocked civilians scrambled out of his way, gasping at the sight of the chase.Encounter: Chapter 105 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The white-hooded assassin looked back over his shoulder to check on his progress. Even though he was running as fast as he could, there were two guards quickly gaining on him.
Shit! Run! he yelled at himself. There was no chance to fight against so many people without getting seriously injured, or worse, dead. His legs were getting tired but he couldn't afford to stop if he wanted to get away with his life.
He rounded a corner in the busy street, searching for a way to lose the guards. With his heart pounding in his chest, he made a split-second decision to awkwardly duck into an alleyway.
Taking precious seconds, he took a couple steps back to make a running start for a wall. Leaping up he grabbed an outstanding brick and began to haul himself up.
By then, the guards had found him and were yelling angrily from b
Ballad of SigynSo it came that Loki, once again, travelled the way to Jotunheim, as he had done it quite a few times before. Normally he would have had a destination in mind, but seeing the times had changed with Balder's recent death it would not have been wise to go to anywhere specific.Ballad of Sigyn5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And yet he wound up at a place familiar.
"I did not expect you to grace us with a visit. Not in times as these and especially not after such a long while", Utgard-Loki, the uncrowned king of giants, greeted him as the smaller Loki set foot into the giant' keep.
"It may surprise you to hear, but I've hardly been a welcome guest in these halls ever since you set up these dreaded contests of yours."
"And what, pray tell, brings you here then?"
It wasn't until several horns of mead and mugs of ale later that Loki of Asgard started to tell freely about the reasons of his travel, starting to nag about the other gods and giving his namesake a good laugh:
"One would think you would know how our friends
Little Danish Mermaid -Omake- /OMAKE 1Little Danish Mermaid -Omake-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"The sea witch?!" Denmark's friend, another mermaid frowned. "You sure you wanna do that, mon?" his tail was green and black with a golden X down the front.
Denmark grinned and smiled happily, giving a gentle kick to his fins to head towards the sea witch's cave. "He's going to make me human, Jami, just you wait."
"Denny!" Jami cut his path off, his dreads wavy in the water. "Listen to me. The Human world; it's a mess. Life under da sea is better than anything they got up there."
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake~
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
He noticed the Danish Prince looking towards the accursed surface. He took gentle hold of his chin so they would look at each other.
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?
He spun around, his dreads flying with him.
Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling it's better
SigynSigyn and Loki wait in the damp twilit cave, listening to the eerie echoes of each poison drip and the sound of their own breathing. Sigyn holds a wooden bowl over Lokis face. Slowly, it fills with the venom of a snake coiled on the rock ceiling. When the bowl is brimming, Sigyn carries it away to empty into a rock basina fermenting pool of poison. Loki is left unguarded; he screws up his eyes. The snake does not wait. Its venom splashes on to Lokis face and in torment he shudders and writhes. He cannot escape, and the whole earth quakes in his struggles.Sigyn5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Loki lies bound. That is how things are and how things will remain until the destined apocalypse: Ragnarök.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.
Never were sweeter words of love spoken by a silver tongue than when he realized that she deserved to leave himand that he didnt love her enough to let her go. And so he told her romantic
Dungeons and Dragons story (Should I or no?)CharactersDungeons and Dragons story (Should I or no?)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jack Frost - the Prince of Salex
North - the King of Salex
Tooth - the Queen of Salex
Bunny - the protector of the royal family
Sandy - wizard, Ren’s brother
Ren - wizard, Sandy’s brother, teacher of Elsa and Anna (my OC)
Elsa - sister of Anna, apprentice of Ren
Anna - sister of Elsa, apprentice of Ren
Merida - an archer, tracker of Salex
Hiccup - thief, dragon rider of Toothless, friend of Flynn, Kristoff, and Sven
Toothless - dragon of Hiccup, night fury
Kristoff - thief, friend of Hiccup, Toothless, Flynn, and Sven
Sven - friend of Toothless, Hiccup, Flynn, and Kristoff, reindeer
Rapunzel - lost princess of Ismere, protector of nature/animals
Flynn Rider - thief, friend of Hiccup, Toothless, Sven, and Kristoff
Pitch Black - the evil nightmare warlock/sorcerer
Kron - leader of Pitch’s fearling knights, stepbrother of Neera, iguanodon
Neera - stepsister of Kron, iguanodon
Erasmus - troll, Keeper of the enchanted library
Aladar - my friend, iguanodon
Me - a
1. After the Game - WheatleySpace isn't fun.1. After the Game - Wheatley4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Not that he believed there ever was a possibility of it being fun.
At least the little guy seemed to be having a ball.
But he wasn't. Space is boring.
He tried talking to the little guy, tried to spark a conversation, but it's no use! He's corrupted! All he can do is TALK ABOUT SPACE!
Space. Space suit, space cops, space stars, space BLOODY SPACE! Space. How was it he became obsessed with SPACE???! Of everything to be obsessed with, why did he choose a big area of absolutely nothing but rock, gas, debris, and... nothing!!?!
If the little guy were Rick, at least he'd be able to have a conversation. Granted, it'd probably be about girls, and the dangers of space, but at least it wasn't crazy babbling all day every day.
Soon he'll be bored of space. Soon he'll be so bored, he'll be begging for home. He will be bored to the point where he could care less about space and be somewhat normal again.
God, he is SO ANNOYING! He pleaded with him to shut up, to give him a
Conversations with a dragon - 1/2Conversations with a dragon - 1/24 years ago in Humor More Like This
Author's note: Originally uploaded at www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net. Pre-slash, Merlin/Arthur. AU, assuming that Arthur knows about the dragon and has gone down to visit it in the past. And pure silliness and slashy goodness because TSD (the slash dragon) ships Merthur and I couldn't resist. That's my only excuse, really. See description for full info.
Conversations with a dragon:
On princes, destinies and idiots
"When you talked about merlin and destiny and all that, I thought I thought you meant the bird! The bloody bird like a metaphor for luck or freedom or something!"
The dragon looked very amused. "A bird? To be your destiny? You think too low of me, young Pendragon."
"I can't believe this!" Arthur cried in dismay. "Not only is he a complete clumsy stupid idiot, a bloody peasant who's got no idea of respect or anything, but a warlock too, supposedly the one the help me unite and rule Albion (destiny and coins and yadda ya
A Prince's best friend - 5A Prince's best friend - 54 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author's note (Please read! I know it's annoying, I promise I won't write more of these on this story):
I know that a few OCs appear in this fic, sorry if you don't like that, but I need them to fill the scene. Gwaine in this fic is not exactly the same Gwaine as in season 3 episode something, as in he didn't meet Arthur and Merlin like in that episode. (You may think of him as the same kind of person though with his appearance/looks, and similar personality.) Here he and his brother (OC) have been knights of Camelot for years. But I like Gwaine a lot though I prefer season 1, which is why I made him appear here. Sorry if I've confused anyone. (And sorry if characters act out of themselves.)
Another canon character appears in this chapter. SD kind of difficult to write. I'm unsure about the exact size of a dragon, so I pretty much guessed (I believe there was an interview or something when a producer of the show mentioned the dragon's size: does anyone know which one? It'd be really
The Great Alberta Ghost CaperThe Great Alberta Ghost Caper4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: Halloween Plots
Backyard of Matthew's Residence
He watched them from his place in the shadows, his heart racing with excitement as he watched them play. A wolfish grin spread out over his face; they had no idea that he was even here watching them and that was all to the good. After all, what Halloween prank ever goes off smoothly when the ones who are to be pranked know that its coming? Surprise, he had discovered, was the best offence!
The young girl and boy, accompanied by their loyal canine companion, played happily in the sandbox, trilling gaily as the young boy, Newfoundland, was particularly successful in making one of the best sand castles that his female companion, Nunavut, found particularly impressive. All the while the children were blissfully unaware that he was even there, watching them silently from his shadowy corner.
This is what he lived for every Halloween: the opportunity to play his annual prank on his b